by Amy Michelle Mosier
Grass is a taut crew;
They stand at attention
As soldiers do
With orders from the sun
Never having thoughts
That their purpose is trite
Or any doubts.
Each is a cosmopolite
Of their colonnade.
How exemplary –
I whispered to one blade –
To live as thee.
From:
Envious of the Clouds
Copyright ©:
Amy Michelle Mosier
Last updated February 15, 2012